"Okay, okay, Wu Niang won't cry anymore. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info Husband and wife marriage this kind of thing, pay attention to a fate, no fate, no part, why force. ”

Mr. Yuanjing patted Qingning and let the old woman wipe her face with tears on her clothes.

Qingning was a stubborn girl, and when she learned that Wei Ci didn't like her because she had someone in her heart, she was immediately indignant.

"Brother Ci is now twenty-one, and those who are the same age as him are also married at the latest, and the children in the early years can read and write, what is the sacred ...... that hooked his mind" Qing Ning pursed his mouth, and his eyes were full of tears, as if he could cry in the next second.

The little girl is very simple, and she never thought of forcing Wei Ci to like herself, but she just felt that the person she liked must be good anywhere, and others should like him like herself, although it will be uncomfortable, but the person she likes can be happy.

If Wei Ci really has someone in his heart, why didn't he get married?

Mr. Yuanjing was a little embarrassed about this question, "Look at fate, fate has arrived, and it will naturally come naturally." ”

"Could it be that the person is younger than me?" Qing Ning wrung her handkerchief and pouted.

"Bigger than you. Mr. Yuanjing said, "Don't cry, wipe your tears, if you let outsiders see this, what will it look like." ”

Bigger than her?

Qing Ning suddenly became even more sad.

Being older than her, does it mean that everyone is going to be married, and Wei Ci is waiting for the other party to grow up to marriageable age?

"Who the hell is that person?" Qing Ning asked, "I want to go and see." ”

It's not jealousy, it's more competitive and curious.

If you want to talk about relationships, as the youngest daughter of Wei Ci's teacher, her relationship with Wei Ci is not close?

occupies such an advantage, the other party still does not fancy herself, but likes others, and the little girl feels uncomfortable.

"For my father, I am afraid that you will see it, and my heart will be even more uncomfortable. Mr. Yuanjing sighed, "When the time comes, you will naturally know who that person is." My father will find you someone of the same age, who is not bad-looking, and who is talented, so that we can live happily and happily. ”

Qing Ning nodded tearfully, but her mood was a little sad.

"It's almost the end of the festival, and when the time comes, you must tell your father. ”

Although the atmosphere in Dongqing is becoming stricter and stricter, and the restrictions on women are becoming stricter and stricter, I can't wait for the girls in the family to go out of the door, but Mr. Yuanjing is not in the same realm as the worldly people's thoughts.

Even if they are all blind marriages and dumb marriages now, Mr. Yuanjing can't bear to be so wronged by his daughter.

Choosing a son-in-law is like picking shoes, whether it fits or not, the girl knows that she likes it, and when the father is satisfied, this is a good marriage.

Qingning is still a little sad, but after all, she is a little girl, and when it comes to the content of lifelong events, she is still easy to be shy.

"Hmm. Biting her lip, she whispered.

Wei Ci had dinner at Mr. Yuanjing's house before taking his leave.

It's just that Sanwu has a lot of resentment about him being away for a long time, and he scratched his two sleeves in a daze, so he reluctantly let go of his claws.

Wei Ci's wife hugged Sanwu to appease it, sent Wei Ci to the door, and looked at his miserable appearance to cover her sleeves and chuckle.

"The Flower Dynasty Festival is also coming, Ci'er went back to prepare a brighter dress. Fresh clothes are pretty, if you wear this, which lady can look down on you. The master looked at Wei Ci lovingly, although she was old, she had a good attitude and still looked young.

Wei Ci's cheeks flushed, and he was so ridiculed by the other party that he couldn't speak.

The elders tease the juniors, don't be shy to bear it, is it difficult to blow up your hair on the spot?

Leaving the Yuanjing Mansion, Wei Ci had the words Flower Dynasty Festival ringing in his head, as if he was stunned.

After half a ring, he felt that something was wrong.

"Could it be that I forgot something?"

Wei Ci wondered, and thought about the Flower Dynasty Festival...... February 12...... Birthday ...... Birthday?

Wait a minute!

Isn't the Flower Dynasty Festival her birthday?

Wei Ci seemed to remember something, and his face changed slightly.

The Flower Dynasty Festival, the day of the birth of a hundred flowers, is also a good day to go out and go out, and the spring hearts of school-age teenagers and girls sprout.

The girl in the boudoir also let go of her usual reserve, and began to be anxious about what color clothes she should wear that day, what popular makeup to paint, although the teenager was not so cumbersome, but he was faintly anxious in his heart, trying to show his best side on this day.

In this kind of day full of strange atmosphere, Jiang Pengji is a little bored.

She was pulled up from the collapse by the snow, rinsed her mouth and washed her face in a daze, and then put a bowl of clear soup and somen noodles in front of her.

"It's longevity again......"

Jiang Pengji looked at the thin noodles in the bowl with the same thickness and thickness as if they were hair, and suddenly came to her senses.

Taxue sighed and said, "Lang Jun doesn't want to have a big birthday, and the slave can understand it, after all, when you go out, many things are inconvenient, but this longevity noodles still have to be eaten, and you can't break it after eating it in one go." The implication is to live a long life and live a hundred years, which is specially explained by Mrs. ”

Jiang Pengji doesn't need to taste it to know that there is no seasoning in this bowl of noodles, and the white noodles are boiled in water, which is bland and unpalatable.

"If you don't eat it again, the noodles will be battered. "Rush to step on the snow.

Jiang Pengji's eyes closed, picked up the bowl, picked up the noodles and stuffed the bowl of longevity noodles into her mouth, and even drank the soup.

"That's right, Lang Jun will be able to live a long time and live a long life!"

Taxue smiled and put away the dishes and chopsticks, but Jiang Pengji had a bitter face, "It's too light." ”

The taste is indescribable.

She can get used to Yuanjing's unique dark cooking afternoon tea, but she still can't accept such longevity noodles.

After eating the noodles, Jiang Pengji went to take a shower again and changed into the new clothes prepared by stepping on the snow.

The color of the new clothes is fresh and tender, and it is eye-catching when viewed from a distance.

Treading the snow was quite relieved, and then sighed again.

"What are you sighing about on such a good day today?"

Treading snow helped her tidy up her clothes, hang all kinds of ornaments, sachet pendants or something.

"Lang Jun is fifteen years old, if it weren't for the old man's insistence on asking you to dress up as a man, you should also be in time to find a wishful Lang Jun and dress yourself up beautifully. With Langjun's appearance, there is a noble girl who can compare with you, and why bother to show people in men's clothes all day long......"

As if realizing that she had said something wrong, she quickly knelt down and pleaded for forgiveness.

Jiang Pengji's face remained unchanged and said, "I quite like this." ”

She bent down and helped Tyuxue up, "You and I are like a family, why do you need to be so angry." ”

Jiang Pengji is now also 1.7 meters tall, half a head taller than Treading Snow, and not inferior to men of the same age.

Although her appearance is slightly feminine, in this era of men's hairpins, she is actually more like a man than most men.

"Speaking of Ji Xuan, Sister Taxue is not young now, if there is someone you like, Lanting will definitely do it for you. ”

Xunmei is in love with Xu Ke, willing to wait for each other, and willing to drag, but at the age of stepping on the snow, it can't be delayed any longer.

Treadsnow's expression was stunned, and he immediately lowered his head, wanting to divert the topic.

"Lanting really regards you as a relative, if you have any difficulties, just tell me. ”

Jiang Pengji said with a smile, stepping on the snow and sneering.

"The slave is living a better life than the average rich merchant lady, where is there any difficulty. She took the sandalwood fan and handed it to Jiang Pengji, "Lang Jun will go and return early, and he will leave tomorrow, don't be blinded by the fox outside, otherwise the slave will not follow." ”

"Hmm. ”

Lowering her eyelids, Jiang Pengji accepted the fan, took the reins handed by the door, and turned over neatly to put it on Da Bai's back.